Stelle: You Do It, I'll Do Whatever!

A shade of sorrow flickered in Bооtie's eyes.

Stelle didn't have time to examine it closely, only catching a glimpse of Bооtie's gaze as it briefly swept over her before he looked away.

Bооtie turned to leave.

"Hey, Bооtie, wait a minute."

Almost involuntarily, the Trailblazer called out to the man.

"Hm?"

As if surprised to be called by name so suddenly, Bооtie stopped and looked back.

He expected to see a look of confusion in the girl's eyes, expected her to question his unprovoked sarcasm, expected her to retort with equal sharpness.

But there was none of that.

Bооtie only heard the Trailblazer say this:

"The Space Rangers really work hard, huh? Thanks for your hard work, Bооtie. I'll bring you some souvenirs when I return from my next warp."

When he turned back, he fell into the shimmering golden ocean of the girl's eyes.

On the verge of drowning, he hastily spoke before disappearing into the crowd.

"No, you don't have to."

"How strange."

Watching Bооtie quickly slip away, the Trailblazer shrugged helplessly.

She knew that Space Rangers were eccentric and unpredictable, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

In short, no one in this mysterious organization could be judged by ordinary standards.

Bооtie was like that, and so was Ruan Mei.

Everyone has those few irritable days each month.

Bооtie must be having his monthly blues.

Understanding this cause-and-effect relationship, she knew what was up with Bооtie's explosive tone.

The Trailblazer couldn't help but nod in praise of her own intelligence as she left Aideen Park, hands on her hips.

No time to waste in the Golden Hour. She should wander around Penacony a bit more and look for the next target to capture.

Bооtie fled around the corner, took a deep breath, and quietly turned back, trying to catch one last glimpse of Stelle.

One last look.

Unfortunately, the Trailblazer had already disappeared.

Bооtie couldn't even see her back.

He suddenly felt a little annoyed. Wouldn't it have been better if he hadn't spoken to the Trailblazer so aggressively just now?

When the Trailblazer said she would bring him a gift, he shouldn't have been so aloof and just said thank you.

Alas, there were no ifs.

Bооtie stared blankly in the direction the Trailblazer had left.

He shouldn't have been jealous!

Now, after finally reuniting with the Trailblazer after so long, he had made such a mess of things.

Aha: The two Scripts for this time have been sent. Remember to find me in your dreams after you fall asleep~

Stelle: Huh? Sandalphon was captured so easily? Is he worth two Scripts?

Aha: That's right. Although you didn't capture Bооtie, the Elation value detected here shows that his affection for you is also steadily increasing.

Stelle: ? Another guy who captured himself?

Aha: Bооtie's brain's synesthesia coordinates are short-circuiting. He keeps fantasizing that you two were Space Rangers working together to punish evil a long time ago. Just consider this extra Script a gift from the heavens.

The Trailblazer nodded, not quite understanding. Is that so? So that's what it was.

That explained everything.

That gaze that had been secretly watching her must have been Bооtie, no doubt.

No wonder Bооtie was being so sarcastic for no reason. He must have seen her with Sandalphon.

In a sense, this seemed to be a one-sided love triangle?

Only Bооtie was trapped in the world of a love triangle.

In any case, the result was good.

She had gained an unexpected Script.

The Trailblazer walked from the Golden Hour to Origami University without encountering a second capturable character.

Since she had already obtained two Scripts and completed the mission perfectly, she could go back to the Astral Express without any problem.

Nevertheless, Stelle took a detour and headed straight for the restaurant.

No particular reason, just felt like having an oak cake roll.

The Trailblazer emerged from the restaurant, contentedly carrying two large bags of delicacies, including but not limited to: Starry Gazes, Herring and Lemon Tart, Alfalfa Salad, Clockwork Pizza, and classic Soolada.

Great, they could look forward to indulging in unhealthy but excessively pleasurable junk food, high in sugar and fat, upon returning to the Astral Express.

So thought the Trailblazer, as they departed from Penacony.

On the way back to the Express, they couldn't help but recall the scene of ascending Omphalos.

March 7th frozen, Dan Heng seriously injured.

And themselves, seemingly with their soul scattered.

Oh dear, oh dear.

Just thinking about it was a bit heartbreaking.

Therefore, the first thing the Trailblazer did upon boarding the Express was...

Hold a feast!

On this day, anyone passing by the Parlor Car—be it Welt or Himeko—witnessed the same bizarre scene:

The small table was laden with snacks, and the Trailblazer sat in the middle of the sofa.

To their right, March 7th happily raised a slice of pizza, gleefully stuffing it into her mouth, and chasing it down with Soolada.

To their left was Dan Heng, looking unwilling, seemingly forced to participate in this feast by the Trailblazer grabbing his clothes, and refusing to touch anything but pure water.

Though one particular fellow was being uncooperative.

The Trailblazer narrowed their eyes, attempting to threaten the little dragon beside them with a dangerous gaze to make him behave, but the latter remained unmoved, resolutely refusing to bow to the junk food before him.

But.

This was probably the last, and only, happy moment before ascending Omphalos.

The Trailblazer, caught up in the mood from drinking Soolada, raised their cup and clinked glasses with March 7th and Dan Heng on either side.

"Folks, it's fate that we're all gathered here today!

So I'll keep it short. First, the development of this Express cannot do without everyone's... (the following two hundred words omitted); second... (omitted); third... (still omitted).

Alright, that's all I have to say. To our future, you drink, I'll just sip!"

Dan Heng: ???

March 7th: ???

Welt and Himeko passing by: ???

Though greatly shocked, March 7th enthusiastically clinked glasses with the Trailblazer and drained her cup of Soolada.

Dan Heng was forced to clink glasses with the Trailblazer, and he held his water glass in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

Seriously, could someone tell him, had the Trailblazer's alcohol tolerance already deteriorated to this extent?

They used to get drunk after just a couple of sips of alcohol, but now they're becoming incoherent just from drinking Soolada?

Now they can start acting drunk without needing alcohol? Is this the legendary 'Soolada doesn't intoxicate people, they intoxicate themselves'?

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